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What a master of medicine who surpassed the new human beings, he is just a cheapskate, so he still wants to study the QW series...Fortunately, I chose to join Dr. Mitchelson's team" as if reprimanded disdainfully in front of Dr. Scrat After the other party paused, the young experimenter raised his face arrogantly and continued his steps.

"Rutledge."

A familiar voice came from a corner ahead.The experimenter whose name was called seemed to have heard some wonderful fairy music, and his original proud expression disappeared. Instead, he trotted forward with a respectful and moved expression.

"Dr. Mitchelson, is there anything I can do for you?" Although he didn't understand why the other party was standing here, Rutledge didn't care about it. After being puzzled for a second, he looked reverent again. Looking at the person in front of him.

"Was it Dr. Scolat just now?" Mitchelson asked with a smile.

"Well, yes." As expected of Dr. Michelson who led the team to develop the C7 drug, he is completely different from that Skolat with eyes on his head. This is what a great doctor looks like.Rutledge deepened his determination to learn from Mitchelson by comparing the words and deeds of the two people.

"Did you just come from the management room?"

"Yes, doctor, I have completed the task you gave me before." Although it is Hugh today, Rutledge, who is a grassroots experimenter, still has to pass on the words for his mentor.

"Yeah, you're doing very well..." Just now, Mitchelson's body was shaking as if he was overwhelmed. "What's wrong with you? Do you need me to call for help?" Rutledge was startled, and hurried to support the instructor, asking anxiously.

"It's okay, can you help me to my laboratory?" Mitchelson's voice was weak, relying on Rutledge, a strong young man, to stand still.

"No problem doctor, but what about you?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired. You know that although I have an excellent team, I still have to serve as assistants to some people with higher status and better skills. Well, it's better to take the road with fewer people. Now, it’s not like I’m being misunderstood by others to think that time is running out.” Mitchelson patted Rutledge on the shoulder, “However, the future of Moore’s life is still in the hands of you young people.”

Rutledge was flattered, but he was even more dissatisfied with Skolat. Now the only researcher in Moore's life who has a higher status than his mentor is this person. As for better technology?That's just the mentor's modesty. He didn't see that this month, Sklatt did nothing but angered the senior management.Looking at Mitchelson's fatigued look, Rutledge had an idea that maybe the ideas for those medicines in the past were squeezed from his mentor.

Mitchelson, who was half leaning on Rutledge, didn't explain anything, but a strange blue light flashed in his half-closed eyes.

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"Doctor... We are here." Although young and strong, Mitchelson put most of his body weight on Rutledge with his head down like this, which made the young man a little out of breath.

"En..." Mitchelson got up staggeringly, and then stretched out his hand as if to touch the switch of the biological lock, but before touching the groove, his fingers drooped weakly, and Mitchelson turned around and leaned on his back. Breathing heavily against the wall, it looked like things weren't going well.

Rutledge stepped forward hastily, "Doctor, you should go to the medical room to have a look." Oh my god, the doctor is completely collapsed like this, what happened?

"I still have some spiritual capsules in my lab. Although it's hard to ask, you should have permission a few days ago." Mitchelson forced himself to look up and smiled bitterly at Rutledge Laughing, "I don't want to admit it, but I'm really old. It's never been like this before."

Hearing the dejected words of the instructor, Rutledge's heart tightened, and he opened the biological lock of the laboratory silently.

"TX45833——Confirmation of the identity of the Rutledge experimenter." Then he picked up Mitchelson, who was still leaning on the side, and sent him into the opened mechanical door.Unlike Skolat's access control authority, Michelson only has the right to give but not the right to deprive and restrict. This means that the laboratory's confidentiality risk is very high, even in the same organization, there are different drug research teams The competition among them, and the higher-ups only care about whether you have provided beautiful pharmaceutical products, so Mitchelson is really kind to his followers. After all, it is not only the main research doctor who chooses the experimental assistant, but also these rookies. Choose the team you want to follow.And joining a certain team can be regarded as the doctor's faction. When you choose to add the other party's basic life to the laboratory's biological lock opening authority, it means that the other party has the true trust of the mentor, which can already make those who are not eligible to have My own laboratory and the guy who just touched the headquarters just now are very grateful.

Although Rutledge in front of him is just a newcomer who has just been transferred to the headquarters for only a few years, and has no great talent, but this kind of arrogant and arrogant character is easy to use. The only ones are some pieces that can play a role in important moments.

"Doctor, where did you put the spirit capsule?" Rutledge sent Michelson to the recliner, and then asked eagerly.

"There, in the locker behind you."

This is the public rest room in the laboratory. Researchers who need to stay in the laboratory all night to record data often take a nap here. In addition to small doses of drugs that have no side effects and boost the spirit, there are also some other neurological drugs. .Mitchelson sat on the recliner and pointed to the bottom of a large locker behind Rutledge, "It's the bottom drawer."

Rutledge didn't suspect him, turned around and squatted down, opened the drawer and searched. "No, doctor, it contains some previous research materials and..." Before he could finish speaking, Rutledge's body fell heavily to the ground.

Mitchelson, who was standing behind him with a knife in his hand, sneered, "Although he is old and fat, his body is not bad."

Kicking Rutledge to confirm that the other party was indeed passed out, Mitchelson stared at him for two seconds, opened the cabinet over Rutledge's body, and took out a small bottle of transparent medicine.Then he opened the lid casually, half-kneeled and poured all the potion into Rutledge's mouth, "I'm really sorry, but you should have a good sleep now."

The hem of his white robe disappeared behind the door, and Rutledge, unconscious, was stuffed under the table.

Mitchelson's laboratory was empty, and it was lunch break after the rest. Generally, no one would return to the laboratory to work. This is the habit of Moore's staff for many years.

Sitting on the leather chair in front of the biological computer, Mitchelson entered the Moore Life internal website to check some timetables and the floor plan of the entire headquarters that he didn't have to memorize as a special researcher.

On the other hand, Scolat finally rushed to Chairman Mitt's office. Sklatt, who originally planned to rush in desperately to question the other party, hesitated in front of the door. Although the chairman is the most suspicious, but There is no sufficient reason to do this. The president even had a falling out with Vice President Andis over the issue of Zhichun at the regular meeting, and later granted himself the right to study Zhichun. For him, he dismissed all researchers There is no comment either.What's more, the only suspect in this matter is the president who has the highest password authority. Doesn't this make me doubt him? Could the president be so careless? Or maybe, this is an intentional loophole to remove suspicion... Whatever you think is possible, you can only talk face-to-face with the president.

I still want to trust the chairman, Scolat can't hide his loneliness.

After the visitor beep, the electronic door did not respond.Scott knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

"Do you have anything to do with me? My dear child?" A familiar voice sounded from behind, and Skolat turned around to see President Mitt who was with his personal secretary, as if he had just finished a meeting.

"I just talked to those old friends in the branch. Okay, if you have any questions, go in and talk. Tsmir, don't let other people disturb us." The secretary who was beside him responded, and then left Mitte and went back to the next door. office, and Mitt affectionately took Skolat and led him into the chairman's room.

"Well... let me guess, did you discover something in the purest research?" Mitte turned back and asked Scrat with a smile, as if he didn't notice the other's ugly face, "My heart has already done something. Get ready for a big surprise.”

Skolat looked at Mitt, and the old man who had been smiling at him just had a kind face on his face, "..." He opened his mouth, but Skolat couldn't say anything. It would be too much if this was acting. Terrible.

Mit walked back to his desk and just sat down, when the biological computer restarted from the hibernation state issued an unidentified "dada..." Mit, whose face changed wildly, immediately turned on the voice.

"Warning warning, the private laboratory code-named TX001 Scolat Norfakio special-level research institute was opened by code-named TX002 Michelson-Reffi special-level researcher, and it has been verified that the opening program with SERCET as the command does not exist. check no scott norfa